Manro was no longer calm, dangling anxiously, looking very unsettled, he suddenly turned around and roared towards Luo Hanya:

"Listen to me! If you're dead, I won't be able to take over your body! You can't die! ”

Luo Hanya was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the Manro in front of him was inexplicable, even a little unreasonable, and he was really a madman. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, I'm so stupid, can I die if you want to? It's impossible, you're just an ordinary person here, why fight me? Manro patted his head angrily, the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of mockery, he looked at Luo Hanya with disdain, and didn't take him seriously at all.

"Do you really think I don't have any power?" Luo Hanya hung his head and said in a low voice: "Xiao Feng is dead, but his remaining strength has been passed on to me, I am not a livestock to be slaughtered." ”

Manro twisted into a ball, his originally handsome face became extremely hideous, and he snorted unwillingly: "If it weren't for that stinky little ghost sacrificing his life and seriously hurting me, now both his strength and your body are mine!" ”

"Young man, don't think so well, the current situation is that you are at a disadvantage." Makarius duly reminded Manro of his disadvantage, but it wasn't a good intention, more like a mending.

"Downwind? Do you think you still have a chance? Manroe scoffed at Makarius' threat, "Humph! Everything here is still under my control, and you don't stand a chance! ”

"Don't think you can do it by uniting me!"

Before Manro's voice fell, the person had already arrived at the man in white, and he intoxicated picked up the white lamp and smashed it at the head of the man in white, as if the next second was a stimulating picture of brain bursting. "You're going to die for me!"

"Hmm......"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The muffled snort and cough sounded at the same time, and Manro's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the man in white who was already waiting for death. The man in white no longer had the decadence and lifelessness he had before, and looked at him mockingly, as if everything before was deliberately performed for him.

The right hand of the man in white was obviously twisted and deformed in order to catch the lamp that Manro had gathered so much strength, and the bones were twisted into some way. Correspondingly, Manroe's abdomen has been inserted with a knife at some point, this knife is really ruthless, not to mention the blade, even the handle of the knife has been stabbed into Manroe's body.

"Ahem...... Hahaha...... Didn't I say earlier that I would die with you? The man in white seemed to have used all his strength after stabbing him, and he fell to the floor on one fell back, coughing up blood, and a hint of pride flashed in his slightly dilated pupils, as if to say, "Have you tasted this too?"

"Ice Punishment."

"Punishment of Light."

At the same time, Luo Hanya and Makarius tacitly agreed to cast a cold arrow behind Manro's back, and in an instant, an ice scythe the size of several people quickly condensed, like the scythe of death, but it harvested the lives of all living beings in an instant.

At some point, Makarius pulled out a wooden staff, which, though it looked ordinary, bloomed with dazzling brilliance after he pronounced the words "Punishment of Light". In the midst of the light, a brilliant chain appeared on Manro's body out of thin air.

Manroe's eyes tightened, he only felt that his whole body was tightened, and he couldn't move at all, he secretly wrestled to break free, but the chain was extremely solid, and there was no sign of loosening at all, and the knife that pierced the abdomen on the abdomen had a strange force that suppressed Manroe, making it difficult for him to mobilize all his strength.

"Manro, go die." Luo Hanya shouted angrily, and the huge scythe had already gone first.

"Hahaha...... Don't dream, you can't kill me! Manro didn't know when he changed his appearance again, his small body, indifferent face, and small tuxedo made him look detached and noble, just like a little young master, and the body of the little one just came out of the gap in the chains.

"Huh? Not good! Makarius was taken aback and desperate to remedy, "Take! ”

"You don't have a chance, hahaha......" Manro's voice echoed through the room, and the man was long gone.

"Not good! Harvest! Luo Hanya saw that the huge ice sickle was slashing towards the position of the man in white along the inertia, and hurriedly closed it.

I don't want Manro to suddenly appear above the ice sickle, there is no expression on his indifferent face, he didn't speak, he just opened his mouth to the man in white, although there was no sound, but the man in white read what Manro meant from his mouth: "Goodbye, go die." ”

Manro kicked hard at the giant ice scythe, which sliced through the air, making a piercing tearing sound and slashing straight at the man in white.

"You're damned!" Luo Hanya's eyes were about to split, and the ice needles condensed out of thin air, turning into white light and stabbing towards Manro.

Manro moved with his strange body, none of the ice needles in the sky could touch his body, he swayed lightly, slowly dodging the ice needles just right, "You can't kill me." ”

"I said I wouldn't make you feel better even if I died." A thick mist suddenly descended on this room, there was no ruthlessness, no anger, just a voice that was calm to the extreme, but no one thought that this sound was strange, but thought that this was the bearing that the man in white should have.

"Boom!" The ice scythe seemed to fall into the air, and the loud roar made the entire Mist Inn tremble twice, as if the entire Mist Inn was about to collapse.

"Ghost blossoms, Death Scythe."

In the tremor, a faint sigh rang out in the air, and the man in white had disappeared, leaving only a faintly glowing white shadow, looming in the depths of the mist.

A massive black scythe slashed through the void and nailed straight into Manro's soul.

Intense fear spread from the depths of Manro's soul, stemming from the instinct of the source of life, suppressing Manro's soul with no fear.

As if stunned, Manro stopped motionless in the air, watching in horror as the black scythe fell rapidly.

Luo Hanya's hands also waved like butterflies piercing flowers, directing all the ice needles to stab at Manro.

The brilliant light no longer turned into chains, and the sharp and sacred sword turned into a golden light and slashed at Manro's head.

…………

The holy light dispelled the mist, and the white shadow revealed its true face, and sure enough, it was a flower again......

The crystal-shaped cigarette bucket is her most beautiful ornament, the slightly drooping flowers are her shyness, and the white light emitted in the dark place is her seductive smile.

(To be continued.) )